Broken: A New Life. (Lauren Cimorelli Story. BOOK 2)

"...I love you too."

Lauren's POV.

I lived in the Lavenda's house already a week. She has a small family, she is the only child. I went to the apartment and took the synthesizer.

When Lava's parents went to the center of New York, and Lava went into the store, I decided to filming the third cover. I have long chosen this song. Even before my escape. I knew the notes.

I took off for the third time, and almost at the end, came Lavenda.
All my attempts to sing it parodied and ran in front of the camera, in general, there were many bloopers.

Somewhere in the tenth attempt, I took off, quickly edited and posted on YouTube.

"This is how we do" by Katy Perry, cover by LaurenCim "

"Finish!" I proclaimed.

"Well done! Dude, you are cool to sing! I can not believe that my rabbit has become such an adult," Lavenda tune into tears and laughed.

"Rabbit?" I asked, and laughed, too. For the first two months, I felt happy.

@ .LaurenCimorelli: Rabbit? This is something new, Lava: D

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"Let's go have tea," Lavenda got up and went to the kitchen.

I put down the phone and went to her. Half an hour passed. We ate, played hide and seek (yes, it's normal for seventeen girls) and then I came back into the room.

Laptop standing on the desk included with tab open my video. It has been a lot of views. I decided to read the comments.

"Lauren is very cool, but why doesnt she sing with her sisters?"

"I love this cover, my God!"

"I think Lauren is a bit fat rn"

I have not worried about my weight, but this one, and a few of the comments touched me. While I lived with Lavenda I scored to my normal weight, but compared to recent covers of my sisters and my first, I did look thicker.

I went on facebook. Anorexia Group.
I decided to choose some easy diet to throw five kilograms. I chose a diet, turned off the computer and took the book, I had fallen on the bed. Pipiknul phone.

I idly picked it up.

Messages from unknown numbers.

"Lolo it is Arthur! Answer me please!"

I was delighted.

"Hello, Arthur!"

"Listen, I want to talk. Take your girlfriend and come to the club tonight."

"a party?"

"Yeah so what? Do you came out of the Depression?"

"Yes, all right well, we will!"

"I'll pick you up at eight. Throw address?"

I took the address and yelled:

"LAVA!!!"

There was a tramp and a friend flew into the room.

"What happened?!" she blurted.

"Nothing," I reassured. .Would you like to unwind?"

"Well, it was not bad," the girlfriend her hair.

"When your job?"

"Two days later. Are you ready?"

"Yeah," I nodded confidently.

"So, we begin to collect?"

"Yes, Arthur will call us at eight."

"Oh, that cute boy?"

I nodded and laughed.

Taxi has arrived. Arthur was not there, but the driver told us that Arthur was there in the club.

 I wore a black T-shirt, blue fitted skirt, tights, white creeper and a long chain with a pendant in the form of owl wing. Hair has wound down and to one side.

 Lavenda wore a yellow tunic with a large neck, black leggings and black boots to the knee. The hair gathered in a bun.

 Half an hour later we were standing near the large two-story building. All shimmered, glowing, glittering lights. Near the entrance was a large crowd there were guards.

We got in line.
We are on something laughing when I called someone.

"Artur's calls," I said picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Lauren, come to the door!" he shouted a could hear loud music. "say that you come to me!"

"Okay," I said, and hung up my friend began to make its way to the entrance.

"Sorry,"  Lavenda touched the elbow of one of the two guards.

"How can I help?"

"We're from Arthur," I said.
The guard smiled.

"Come in," He missed us and the crowd howled with indignation. The guard closed the door behind us and we were in a dark corridor. At the end was a door near where someone was standing. Coming a little closer, I found Arthur. He came to  us.

"Hey, Lolo," he said softly and kissed me on the cheek. "Hello, Lava."

"Hi," She waved her hand, and the three of us went to the door.

We were in a huge hall. The lights, loud music, a whole bunch of people! Oh, so cool!

"Im on the dance floor!" Lavenda shouted, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Let's go, let's talktalk," Arthur took me by the arm and led somewhere.
We got to the table, next to which were two settee.

"Well, how are you? " Quietly asked the guy, after we were seated.

" Better," I shrugged. "What about you? How is your sister?"

"She yelled at me even when we were with you in the hospital and fell home."

I laughed. We chatted for another ten minutes. Suddenly, out of huge speakers instead of rhythmic music flowed slow melody and the crowd was divided into couples.

Arthur stood up, cleared his throat and announced:

"Lauren Kristen Cimorelli , I invite you to slow dance."

"No-no-no!" I protested, but Arthur grabbed me by the arm and pulled  into the center of the room.

He put my arms around him neck, him - my waist.

"I hesitate!" I blurted out.

"Don't be shy. Everything's cool."

 I gently laid her head on his shoulder.

"Lauren?" Arthur said quietly.

"Yes?" I looked up and locked eyes with his blue eyes.

"I love you, Lauren Kristen Cimorelli." Arthur blurted and I felt frantic heartbeat. "even if you do not love me, I'll be your friend, and will fight for your heart..."

"Artur!" o interrupted him. "I love you too."

In his eyes there was love, mixed with happiness.
The guy smiled broadly and kissed me.

Later, when we were sitting in an embrace on the couch, Arthur said:

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"I am happinesst  man in the world.

"Me too," I smiled.